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~Bleeding Hearts~

[Mature Content] 1# To Love a Vampire. A marriage to cure a curse. An unwilling bride. When the first Prince of Vampires asks for her hand in marriage, Bel is repulsed by this and vehemently refuses. She always imagined her husband would be like her sister’s. A handsome man who shares similar interests with her. He doesn’t need to be royalty. All that matters is that they were in love. Davien got the handsome part down but unfortunately, nothing else. To top it all, he is a vampire. However, she won’t have minded his terrible traits if she loves him but she doesn’t, and neither does he love her. When her father says she has no option but to marry him, Bel vows to do everything in her power to make Davien hate her. If she can’t stop him from marrying her, she can at least make him end the marriage. She will be the worst bride ever. But what happens when Davien can handle her antics and shows nothing but love to her regardless of what she does? 2# To Want a Vampire A girl who won’t speak—or perhaps can’t—only shaking in terror but the scars on her body tell Stelian everything he needs to know about the horrors she’s endured. For Mallory, life has never been kind. Her mother’s death at age thirteen marked the start of her descent into further darkness. Two years later, her father would sell her to vampires, condemning her to unspeakable torment. After three grueling years, Mallory escapes, only to fall into the hands of vampires once again. But this time, she encounters someone different—someone without the red eyes she has come to loathe. Yet, when she learns that he too craves blood, just like those who shattered her body, spirit, and soul, Mallory must confront her deepest fears. Can she open herself to him, or will he become yet another nightmare in her endless cycle of suffering? (Volume 2 will start in January)

GinaStanley · Fantasia
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258 Chs

Second Day

Bel's brows furrowed as she fought to keep sleeping, but something bothered her. Her eyes flew open as if she had been pulled out of sleep. The first thing she noticed was that something was wrapped around her; she couldn't move her hand. The second thing was that instead of the ceiling from the living room, she could see the four-poster bed. 

Bel tried to sit up, but it was hard to move. "What's happening?" she managed to mumble out as her sleep-fogged brain tried to make sense of the situation.

"Oh, you're awake," Davien said, peering at her face. He was lying on the bed with his elbow propped up and his chin resting on his open palm. His hair was a mess and it was pretty clear he too just awoke.

"What are you doing here?" she asked in horror, trying to move. "What is this?" she asked, looking down at what could possibly be holding her prison.

"You were cold last night," he mumbled, staring at her.